I sit here in this single headspace
Entranced by your Augustness
Transfixed in time; my pulse is rising
My pulse is rising; rising fast with the outside temps
Soft thighs crossed in gentle submission to this masterful enchantment
I am hypnotized by your gentle strength and dark lust
Buttered toast and honey oats
Fingers crossed with cuddled toes
Warming fires snuggling close
Lovely night with unburdened clothes
It ran down my body like a warm chill Trailing every part of velvety soft me Soothing every inch &bit None of me was left untouched
I want to say I love you In the most poetic of ways Using words like tendrils and lilacs My brown face blushing masked passion and desire On the coldest and darkest of warm summer days I want to say I love you Without being blunt and abrupt Using words like my bosom &fleshy heart beating fast as one Whenever you are near Tingles erupting way down and below I want to say I love you In the most romantic of ways Using raindrops and lullabies Soft spoken words &gentle sweet rhymes Syllables broken off in perfect vibes Just as clouds start to echo in thunder Lightning like paparazzi bulbs flashing you to my heart Silent rain drizzling down fast I want to say I love you In the most poetic of ways So I juggle silent words in my heart Open my brown eyes and like fire Blaze affection into yours Knowing no words were ever necessary
I have missed writing And hope ink from my felt pen & Blood from my fingertips spill desire and passion Onto blank screens & papers soon... *I found my way onto this blog tonight and my heart smiled as words formed in my head*
The thirst grows with each drop of snow Bumps like tiny points blanket in & around my inner thighs And tight hips Love and lust growing with each chill... Puffs of thick white air fill the outside scene And my cold sore lungs rise in anticipation Ample bosom beating faster than normal This wait for spring’s blossom and renewal is far past its prime
There is spring somewhere deep inside of me Waiting to be unearthed by something irresistible Like your warm touch & soothing breath
The music of desire plays softly tonight Light rain fogging clear windows And I would do a dance to nature's low music Barry White accompanying with his baritone But alas I am a skinny girl with two left feet Perfectly stuck in my six inch heels (Shame it is for I am the only African girl I know who can't dance) So I release the strings of my pale red dress Perfectly worn like a second skin and Delicately held together by stitches of black lace (For I need a plan B for tonight's seduction) My petite frame swaying sensually to the beat In perfect time for our tongues to meet as soft lips part to whisper...
Traces of you & our mid-afternoon antics flush color to my pale cheeks Blushing red in contained excitement I smile wide and loud As I remember us and those things we did
There is evidence in my wandering eyes and fast moving hands
Stains left on papers, innocent white screens
And curious minds
This desire to write and be heard
Growing fast and away from infancy
Barking soon into a teenager
